Veza
May 30, 2011 18:40:05 GMT -8
Post by veza on May 30, 2011 18:40:05 GMT -8
Name: Veza (pronounced Vay-za)
Gender: Male
Age: 422
Faction: Hollow
Rank: Menos - Adjuchas
Reiatsu Color: Fire Orange
Reiatsu Aura: Intense Heat
Appearance:
Appearing to be a Griffon of sorts, this golden creature stands at a height of 5'7" when standing upon it's hinds legs and 4'6" when it is walking on all fours. While not very strong, it's front legs have four sharp claws which are designed to slice into thick hides to get at the precious meat below. It's hind legs, much stronger than it's front, due to an evolutionary flaw, are capable of the same feat, though with aide of his wings he is capable of carrying prey equal to his size and smaller. His wing span is nearly 18 feet, allowing it to get swiftly into the air to soar above his prey.
His body is mostly covered in thick golden feathers, while a few areas like his tail, upper shoulders, chest, wing, arm and leg joints reveal a golden exoskeleton which act like an armor. His mask is the shape of a great bird, the beak and face, eyes, forehead etc, are white in color. His hollow hole is buried beneath a mane of feathers at the base of his neck and is roughly the size of a child's fist.
Personality:
Proud and noble in his own right, this beast is eager for companionship after being alone for so long, however he is cautious. Because of this he's a bit hard to get to know and may attack out of pure instinct and past experience rather than say a friendly hello to someone new.
However as rage was what caused this creature to be born, it does have quite the temper. And if scorned this fiery beast will burn his vengeance into the wrong doer's very soul.
History:
Veza, like all hollow was born human. He was born in Madrid Spain in 979 AD into a rather poor family whom shouldn't have even considered having children, or at least having a third, they hadn't even afford four people let alone five. However for thirteen short years the small, young boy lived and enjoyed life until he was stricken ill, the family unable to afford proper medicine, watched as the youngest of the family grew weaker and weaker until he finally, died.
He was chained to his family, and over time jealously sparked within the spirit's heart. Why must he die and yet his brothers and sisters live!? Why must he suffer and be alone while his family may continue to be happy and live as if nothing ever happened?! His heart became inflamed with rage and the young ghost's body burned with rage and he transformed.
Now a new, smaller shape the tiny Hollow ignited with fury, set ablaze to everything around it, causing his family home with his family inside it to burn to the ground. Killing all whom was within. The tiny creature fueled by rage and hunger devoured the fresh spirits of his family and then using nothing but his animal instincts
fled to his new home, Hueco Mundo.
Once there Veza found himself in a pit of lions. Everywhere he went a hollow of some sort tried to kill him because of his meek size, in each case they found out that even the smallest prey could be a terror.
As decades turned to centuries and his life had not changed much. Many new Hollow stumbled across Veza's tiny frame and fell victim to his ploys of being weak and defenseless. Oh yes, he had become wise and knew how to survive.
As a happenstance he once found himself surrounded, many hollow hand banded together and were literally tearing themselves apart. For some reason, to which this day he cannot explain he was driven to join in this madness.
It consumed him as he leapt from Hollow to hollow lighting the creature aflame whilst pecking wildly at their flesh. With each passing lunge to the next he felt himself being drug within until finally he couldn't flee and was sucked within a void.
Darkness consumed him as hundreds of minds fought for control. Rage fueled him, he had lived for a long time, fighting day in and day out with creatures far larger than himself. He would not be denied. His soul erupted into a great flame and he opened his eyes.
He was alive, but different. He was no longer a tiny frame but a great giant. He felt different, slow.. Both in body and in mind and the hunger that he had felt as his former form was greatly multiplied. He looked to his left to see giants similar to himself, his maw opened and he took a bite out of it.
How long did he do nothing but feed upon his fellow giants? He couldn't tell you. It just seemed to be one long, never ending day until he felt something different sparked within him. A feeling, something familiar. He reached out to touch it and cried out in horror as he felt the pain soar throughout his being.
From within the large body a fire burned and erupted forth in a new form, he let out a mighty cry and flapped his wings. Yes! He had wings, he was in the sky he was again small, no not as small he had shrunk, but grown. It was very confusing. Spinning in the air he let out a mighty cry as he erupted in flames, enveloped in his greatest power.
Veza, the once feared fire sprite had returned, as the Phoenix.
Erupting from the sands he left the forest of the Gillains and soared across the moonlit sky. The hunger in his belly ached, he had experienced a hunger like this before and knew he had to find food to survive. And so the hunt began.
Hunt, feed. Hunt, feed. Hunt, feed.
A decade passed since then and in that time, he spent all of his waking time soaring the sky, finding food that would satisfy his needs. Loneliness started to consume him now, he needed a flock. Ones like himself, to help him find more satisfying food.. To help him find something, something more.
His new hunt, began.
Gender: Male
Age: 422
Faction: Hollow
Rank: Menos - Adjuchas
Reiatsu Color: Fire Orange
Reiatsu Aura: Intense Heat
Appearance:
Appearing to be a Griffon of sorts, this golden creature stands at a height of 5'7" when standing upon it's hinds legs and 4'6" when it is walking on all fours. While not very strong, it's front legs have four sharp claws which are designed to slice into thick hides to get at the precious meat below. It's hind legs, much stronger than it's front, due to an evolutionary flaw, are capable of the same feat, though with aide of his wings he is capable of carrying prey equal to his size and smaller. His wing span is nearly 18 feet, allowing it to get swiftly into the air to soar above his prey.
His body is mostly covered in thick golden feathers, while a few areas like his tail, upper shoulders, chest, wing, arm and leg joints reveal a golden exoskeleton which act like an armor. His mask is the shape of a great bird, the beak and face, eyes, forehead etc, are white in color. His hollow hole is buried beneath a mane of feathers at the base of his neck and is roughly the size of a child's fist.
Personality:
Proud and noble in his own right, this beast is eager for companionship after being alone for so long, however he is cautious. Because of this he's a bit hard to get to know and may attack out of pure instinct and past experience rather than say a friendly hello to someone new.
However as rage was what caused this creature to be born, it does have quite the temper. And if scorned this fiery beast will burn his vengeance into the wrong doer's very soul.
History:
Veza, like all hollow was born human. He was born in Madrid Spain in 979 AD into a rather poor family whom shouldn't have even considered having children, or at least having a third, they hadn't even afford four people let alone five. However for thirteen short years the small, young boy lived and enjoyed life until he was stricken ill, the family unable to afford proper medicine, watched as the youngest of the family grew weaker and weaker until he finally, died.
He was chained to his family, and over time jealously sparked within the spirit's heart. Why must he die and yet his brothers and sisters live!? Why must he suffer and be alone while his family may continue to be happy and live as if nothing ever happened?! His heart became inflamed with rage and the young ghost's body burned with rage and he transformed.
Now a new, smaller shape the tiny Hollow ignited with fury, set ablaze to everything around it, causing his family home with his family inside it to burn to the ground. Killing all whom was within. The tiny creature fueled by rage and hunger devoured the fresh spirits of his family and then using nothing but his animal instincts
fled to his new home, Hueco Mundo.
Once there Veza found himself in a pit of lions. Everywhere he went a hollow of some sort tried to kill him because of his meek size, in each case they found out that even the smallest prey could be a terror.
As decades turned to centuries and his life had not changed much. Many new Hollow stumbled across Veza's tiny frame and fell victim to his ploys of being weak and defenseless. Oh yes, he had become wise and knew how to survive.
As a happenstance he once found himself surrounded, many hollow hand banded together and were literally tearing themselves apart. For some reason, to which this day he cannot explain he was driven to join in this madness.
It consumed him as he leapt from Hollow to hollow lighting the creature aflame whilst pecking wildly at their flesh. With each passing lunge to the next he felt himself being drug within until finally he couldn't flee and was sucked within a void.
Darkness consumed him as hundreds of minds fought for control. Rage fueled him, he had lived for a long time, fighting day in and day out with creatures far larger than himself. He would not be denied. His soul erupted into a great flame and he opened his eyes.
He was alive, but different. He was no longer a tiny frame but a great giant. He felt different, slow.. Both in body and in mind and the hunger that he had felt as his former form was greatly multiplied. He looked to his left to see giants similar to himself, his maw opened and he took a bite out of it.
How long did he do nothing but feed upon his fellow giants? He couldn't tell you. It just seemed to be one long, never ending day until he felt something different sparked within him. A feeling, something familiar. He reached out to touch it and cried out in horror as he felt the pain soar throughout his being.
From within the large body a fire burned and erupted forth in a new form, he let out a mighty cry and flapped his wings. Yes! He had wings, he was in the sky he was again small, no not as small he had shrunk, but grown. It was very confusing. Spinning in the air he let out a mighty cry as he erupted in flames, enveloped in his greatest power.
Veza, the once feared fire sprite had returned, as the Phoenix.
Erupting from the sands he left the forest of the Gillains and soared across the moonlit sky. The hunger in his belly ached, he had experienced a hunger like this before and knew he had to find food to survive. And so the hunt began.
Hunt, feed. Hunt, feed. Hunt, feed.
A decade passed since then and in that time, he spent all of his waking time soaring the sky, finding food that would satisfy his needs. Loneliness started to consume him now, he needed a flock. Ones like himself, to help him find more satisfying food.. To help him find something, something more.
His new hunt, began.